Spirit Invocation

I close the doorway
Laughter sounds outside
I cannot remain here,
when the day is done . . .

Awake, awake now
Face to face, Spirit Invocation

As if it's cold
The thing in the moonlight I hold
As if it's cold
On superstitious ground
I cannot remain in a corner of a room
As if its cold . . . I will spare you.

Awake, awake now,
Hour for hour, Spirit Invocation

Here in my mirrow C'thulhu's ancient fere
Invocations
The soul was dark with passion and soiled with sin.
Here in my mirrow . . . reflexions of ourselfs

Awake, awake now,
Face to face, Spirit Invocation

Through which our souls, impatient of release
Take the Pentacle from the floor . . .
I cannot cut the black heart from this heresy!
Into the dust of earth,
Cast into the fire
Face to face, Spirit Invocation
Awake, I cannot remain here
Hour for hour, Spirit Invocation